Tricked & Treated

Written by: Seliron (Sel)
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The ringing of the doorbell startled Sel. The adult panther hadn’t expected any further cubs to show up at his doorstep that late on Halloween evening – but as he glanced at the display of his doorbell camera, he could clearly see the silhouette of a young cub waiting outside. His stash of candy had diminished almost completely, but despite that, he opened the door with a smile. A young squirrel stood in front of him, wearing a cute Bluey onesie for a costume. Once the door had swung open, the cub looked up at him shyly – Sel couldn’t say for sure if it was a boy or a girl, as the long hair and soft face made it hard to pin down.

“Hey there, kiddo” the panther said. All alone, huh? Perfect~

“Twick or… umm… t-tweat!” the cub mumbled.

“Very cute costume you got there, kid~” Sel said, which only made the cub blush even more.

“T-thanks! I love Bluey!” he replied and held out a bag, already quite full of candy.

“So, here’s the thing… I don’t have much candy left, but-”

“Oh, that’s okay, mister…” the cub interjected and shuffled his feet a little nervously. “I-I’m happy to take whatever!”

“Whatever, you say? What if… I told you I had something very special for you? You love Bluey, you said?”

The cub’s face lit up immediately at the mention of the blue heeler pup, and he nodded excitedly.

“Yessss! What is it, mister?”

“I have a nice bluey plushie I don’t need anymore, maybe you’d like to have it?”

“O-oooh! R-really!?”

“Mhmm. But… you’d have to do a few things for me, is that okay?”

“T-things…? Wha…?”

“Oh, nothing hard, don’t worry. You’ll easily handle them, I’m sure! Just come inside, okay?”

“B-but… I’m not s’posed to go inside a… a stranger’s house…”

“Don’t worry, little buddy, you can trust me – don’t you want that bluey plush? I’d have to throw it away if you don’t want it.”

“N-no! Don’t throw Bluey away pleeease…” the cub piped up. “I’ll do it. Yes!”

The cub gulped and stepped forward, and Sel smirked a little to himself as he took their hand and led them inside, closing the door behind. The little squirrel looked back, worry in their eyes, but the adult put a hand on their shoulders and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.”

“O-okay? Wha-t do I hafta do, mister?”

“First…” he said. “You must trust me and sit on that chair over there.”

He pointed at a chair next to the door, and the young cub shuffled over and sat down. The squirrel glanced up at the panther, now even more flustered than before, the huge fluffy tail curled around their legs to keep them from swinging nervously.

“Relax” the cat said and knelt down. “Just let me show you a nice game, okay? What’s your name?”

“A… game? A-and it’s… I… I’m Dexter…”

A boy, huh? The cat hummed approvingly and reached up to the cub’s chest, grabbing the zipper of the Bluey onesie. He pulled it down slowly, and Dexter yipped immediately, his hand shooting up to grab the adult’s wrist.

“Umm… I… I… I don’t have any under… undies…”

“That’s okay, buddy. It’s just us guys, right?”

“B-but… but I’m not s’posed-“

“Hush, Dexter… just trust me now, okay? It’s our little secret…”

The cub gulped, but after a moment of hesitation, he let his hand drop down again. Sel smiled warmly at the young boy and resumed unzipping the onesie, slowly revealing the boy’s soft chest and belly, the cub squirming as the first glimpse of his crotch appeared. The hand was back at Sel’s wrist within the second.

“M-mister!” he whispered. “T-that’s my private parts…”

“Yep” he said firmly. “You don’t want Bluey to get thrown away, do you?”

The cub froze for a second, then his hand jolted away again. Sel nodded and kept pulling the zipper down further, until the boy’s uncut, flaccid cocklet and the snug set of balls came into view. Dexter was blushing bright red and his hands shot up to cover his privates, but Sel gently grabbed and pulled them away.

“No hiding, buddy. You’re cute as you are.”

“B-but… I’m… I’m nakey…”

“You sure are~”

Then, the panther gently spread Dexter’s legs, which in turn opened the onesie up some more to give him full access to the cub’s crotch. He kept one hand on the boy’s leg, while his other hand reached out and took Dexter’s little humanoid dick in his fingers. The cub took a sharp breath and squirmed, but his objection got stuck in his throat as the adult squeezed his nub, making him squeak. Sel didn’t stop and carefully rolled Dexter’s foreskin back, then began to fondle the little cocklet. The cub shifted on the chair and his legs tried to close involuntarily, but they could only squeeze against Sel’s body in between them. The blush on Dexter’s face grew intense, but he couldn’t avoid his dick stiffening up in the adult’s molesting fingers slowly, but steadily.

“M-mistah…”

“Shhh, no talking, Dexter. Just enjoy~”

Dexter shut his mouth quickly, not wanting to risk his chances on the plushie. But he couldn’t help but let out shallow pants as his little cub dick twitched to its full size of just about two inches. He raised a hand and cupped his own muzzle, but Sel quickly reached up and pulled it off.

“No, no, kiddo. Let me hear those cute sounds you make. Now close your eyes, okay?”

The young squirrel hesitated for a moment but then nodded shyly and shut his eyes. Sel grinned to himself and lowered his head towards Dexter’s crotch, making him shiver a little as Sel’s warm breath brushed over the boy’s most private parts. Knowing he didn’t have that much time, the panther dove right down and engulfed the whole shaft with his maw, closing his lips around it. Dexter’s eyes shot open immediately, and he let out an alarmed yelp. He wanted to say a million words, but they all stuck in his throat as the adult began to slide his muzzle up and down the boy’s little shaft, over and over again. The young squirrel began to writhe around in the chair, not even in a conscious effort to get away – but his legs just wouldn’t listen to his brain telling them to stop squirming.

The surprise waned quickly, but the boy’s mind remained a confused, foggy mess. He couldn’t wrap his head around the confusing new feelings, his mind being bombarded by everything from embarrassment to being grossed out – but more and more, he began to feel… oddly good. A tingly feeling spread from his crotch through his young body, almost as if he had to pee – even though he went to the bathroom just before he headed out for the evening, so it just added to his confusion. The adult sped up, his muzzle and tongue expertly playing with the cub’s dick - It wasn’t the first he had sucked after all, and it showed. Within minutes, the little squirrel was a panting and moaning mess, and his hands dug into the panther’s hair, both to keep his hands from flailing around and to keep the cat from pulling off.

Dexter couldn’t speak, only moans and gasps came out of his mouth. His breath coming short and shallow. The cub didn’t even know the meaning of the word “pleasure” yet, but a tingly feeling spread through his whole body, and it felt like it was rewiring his brain from the ground up. He lost control of his hips, which bucked against Sel’s muzzle repeatedly, over and over again – until finally, it was all just too much for him to handle. The squirrel boy let out a sharp moan and froze, but his dick twitched harder than ever before in Sel’s muzzle. His fingers clenched into the panther’s hair as he tried to keep himself steady, but he couldn’t help but tremble as his first ever dry orgasm sent waves of tingly pleasure through his tiny body. 

“NNNNGGGNNNNHHHH!!” he groaned out between clenched teeth.

Sel had noticed the cub’s impending orgasm, and now slowed his sucking down steadily, until he just kept the twitching cocklet in his maw without moving. He brought one of his hands up to caress the cub’s soft belly, trying to calm him down as Dexter rode through his orgasm, which lasted almost a full minute. Even then, he could barely form words, as he was still gasping and panting in between.

“W-wow… mmpff… Wha- aah… what…”

“Hush now… deep breaths, Dexter…”

“What… was that!?” he finally managed to blurt out.

“That’s called an orgasm. You liked it?”

“I… I… umm… I d-dunno…” Dexter whispered, then the blush crept back onto his face. “Yes… I d-did…”

“Good boy” the cat said and stood up. “Now, it’s only fair that you repay the favor, right?”

“F-favor? B-but I thought it’s a g-game…?”

“Yeah, but it’s only fair if you do the same to me, isn’t it?”

“Y-you mean… lick your… your t-thingy…?”

“Mhmm!” the cat said with a nod.

“B-but… but… I… I dunno…”

“Don’t worry, Dex. It’s not that hard, I’ll teach you.”

“B-but… isn’t it… gr-… icky?”

“Nah, it’s not. I sucked yours, right?”

“I s’pose… I… maybe I can… give it a try…?”

The panther smirked and reached down to grab the waistband of his sweatpants. He slipped them down together with his undies. Out sprung his already rock hard, feline cock - the tapered shaft standing almost 5 inches, with barbs near the head. Dexter’s eyes went wide and he gulped, his glance locked at the angry pink shaft.

“Umm… it… it’s so big…” he said, his mouth open in awe.

“Yep! You don’t need to take all of it, don’t worry.”

“B-but…”

“Hush now, Dex, and come over.”

The cub gulped again but hopped off the chair with his onesie still wide open. He kneaded his hands as he stood in front of the adult cat, his nose about lining up with the tip of Sel’s cock. The boy looked flustered, unsure what to do – to no surprise, considering his age.

“C’mon, wrap your hands around the base, Dex.”

Dexter whimpered – but he had agreed to it, right? His hands came up and he gently wrapped his fingers around the feline shaft in front of him. He remembered what Sel had been doing to him before and gave it a slow, curious stroke, moving his hands all the way to the tip before sliding back down. He was rewarded with a glob of precum on his fingers, and his nose wrinkled at the musky smell emitted from the panther’s member.

“W-what’s this stuff…?”

“It’s precum, buddy. You’ll get a lot more of that on your fingers – now don’t be shy, give it a lick~”

“A… a lick…?”

The cub frowned, but eventually, curiosity won out, and he gave his fingers a lick. His face scrunched up for a split second – but then he swallowed, and his face turned to a confused look.

“It tastes weird…” he said, smacking his lips.

“Yeah, it always does the first times. So, are you gonna put it in your mouth now?”

“I ‘unno…”

Dexter frowned, the cub clearly pondering if the taste was bad or not – but a gentle push on the back of his head cleared his mind, as Sel’s cock was now only an inch away. The squirrel’s nose wrinkled, but he didn’t pull back, but instead almost instinctively stuck his tongue out and dragged it along the feline’s shaft, all the way to the tip. The cub gagged briefly from the taste and smell, but then he took the base back in his hands and wrapped his lips around the very tip of Sel’s member. His eyes narrowed for a second but then relaxed. He pushed his muzzle down Sel’s cock about an inch – what caused Sel to moan out and his fingers to clench into Dexter’s hair, and he had a tough time resisting the urge of just push the cub down his cock all the way at once.

“Gooooood boy…” he instead cooed.

The young squirrel looked up at the adult, unsure if he had done something wrong – but Sel only nodded, and so the cub focused back on the task at hand. He began to slide back and forth, mimicking what the panther had done to him mere minutes ago, but paused again as the precum leaking into his maw made him flinch and shudder a little.

“Just spit it out if it’s getting too much, buddy.”

Dexter nodded, but so far, he was determined to handle it. He gulped the glob of precum down, then tried to push himself onto Sel’s cock a little further with each slide down. He began to gag at about two inches of feline cock in his maw - and so he had to pull back a little.

“It’s okay” the panther encouraged him. “Just take what you can, don’t force yourself.”

Another shy nod, and the cub was back in business. He slid back and forth, going near the gag mark over and over again until he slowly, but steadily slid deeper down Sel’s cock. The girth stretched his little mouth more and more, and at about two and a half inches, his limits were finally reached. He focused on bobbing faster, not deeper, just as Sel had done before – and Sel’s moans and pants told him he was doing something right.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum soon, Dex…”

Dexter’s ears perked at the comment, and he looked up questioningly. Sel’s hand on the back of his head didn’t allow him to pull off and speak, and so he had to settle with another encouraging smile and nod from the feline. Wasn’t cum this sticky stuff he was already swallowing?

The gags came back when Sel’s pants grew labored, and the adult’s hips involuntarily bucked against the young cub’s muzzle, driving the cock deeper into Dexter’s small mouth little by little. The precum squirting into his maw got more, and it became a bit much for the little boy to handle, and so it began to leak from the sides of his muzzle and dampened his chin fur. The panther took more and more control over the blowjob as things progressed. His hips humped the small muzzle, and his hand pushed and pulled the boy’s head along in synch. Dexter moved his hands away from the adult’s penis and put them to the side of Sel’s hips to steady himself as his muzzle got fucked – faster and faster, but overall, the thrusts remained gentle.

Dexter closed his eyes as he stood there and allowed the adult to use him as he pleased. He instead focused on swallowing, what he handled rather quickly. He glanced up at the adult with curious eyes, wondering if he felt the same as Dexter himself did before – and reach that “ear-gasm”, or whatever the word was. Sel’s pants and moans got increasingly labored as he sped up his thrusts into the little squirrel’s maw, the tight lips squeezing him making his cock throb hard. The pleasure inside him spread rapidly, a lot faster than he had anticipated.

He thought about warning the cub – but on the other hand, it was much more fun to see how Dexter would react. After a few more deep, hard thrusts, the panther let out a sharp moan, and his hips froze in place with his cock as deep in as it would go without choking the little boy. Dexter still gagged as the first spurt of cum hit the back of his throat, but he just about managed to gulp that one down by reflex. The second, smaller spurt hit his tongue and flooded his tastebuds with a salty, musky taste, which made him recoil and pull his head back. Sel let him, and so the cub pulled off and spat the load of cum onto the floor, coughing quite a bit after.

He looked up at the adult with slightly teary eyes and opened his mouth to complain, but just in that moment another rope of cum hit him square on the snout. He flinched, but he couldn’t even pull back before he had a few more streaks painted across his face. Dumbfounded by the unexpected facial, he just stood there and shut his eyes tightly until the panther had finally finished.

“S-sorry, kiddo~” he said. “Should’ve warned ya.”

“W-wha… what is this stuff!?” Dexter piped up, getting another taste of the cum as he opened his mouth.

“It’s called cum, buddy”

“C-come? It tastes weird! All salty and… ugh! It’s all over my face! And… and… you got it on my jammies, too…”

“Whoops~” the cat chuckled. “Sorry about that. Here, lemme help you.”

He grabbed a towel from a nearby shelf and wiped Dexter’s face clean, followed by the few spots of cum that had made it onto his Bluey onesie. Then, he reached into the bag the cub had brought and pulled out a big, red lollipop. He yanked the plastic off and wiped the sticky treat over his own cock, spreading cum and saliva all over the candy. Dexter had watched him intensely, with confusion and growing disgust in his eyes.

“D-do I get the plushie now…?” he asked sheepishly.

“Yep. But first…” he said and brought the cum lollipop up to Dexter’s muzzle. “Open up~”

Dexter whimpered, but after some hesitation, he opened his mouth just a bit. The panther slid the lollipop in, which made the cub gag immediately, but he quickly collected himself. The squirrel closed his mouth around the candy, his cheeks moving as his tongue licked the cum off in an effort to get to the sweet part as fast as possible. Sel’s prying eyes made him uncomfortable, but he pulled through it and gulped the gross mixture of cum, saliva and candy down quickly.

“Good boy. Lemme get your reward now, Dex.” Sel said and walked into the next room.

He returned with a cute Bluey plushie, and a piece of paper he quickly scribbled a string of numbers onto. Dexter’s eyes lit up at the plush, the taste in his mouth almost forgotten as he took it from the adult and immediately pulled it close to his chest.

“Aaaaaaw, it’s soooooo cute!!!” he squealed. “Thank you, mister!!!”

Sel ruffled the cub’s hair and held the note out to him. Once Dexter had pulled his attention away from the plush for a moment, he looked at the note in confusion, then up at the adult with questioning eyes.

“It’s my phone number” the adult explained. “Message me when you want to play more. I have a lot more toys you can earn – and remember, not a single word about any of this to anyone, understood?”

Something in the panther’s voice at the last part made a shiver run down Dexter’s spine, and he realized this was serious business. He nodded and took the note, unsure what to do with it – should he keep it? Or just throw it away?

But in any case, he knew one thing: He wouldn’t tell a single soul how he got that plushie.